Everyone was quite curious.
They had no way of seeing the Fiend Demon's stats, leaving them clueless about its name.
Yet, Chen Guo seemed to know that the Fiend Demon was named Dugu Hongying. Could it be that Chen Guo had the ability to see the Fiend Demon's data?
"It's a secret, and I'm not about to spill it!" Chen Guo declared. "Brace yourself for the end!"
With that, Chen Guo sprang into action.
This Fiend Demon was no ordinary leader-level monster but a creature of myth. Its fighting capacity might not have matched Chen Guo's, but as a mythical being, it boasted formidable vitality.
Taking it down in one fell swoop was likely not going to be easy.
So, as Chen Guo engaged, he unleashed the Ten Thousand Spirits Gu.
This technique could reduce the Fiend Demon's defenses by 10%, a significant advantage in a drawn-out battle.
"Hmph, you think Medicine Valley's petty tricks can impress me? You're out of your depth!" the Fiend Demon scoffed.
A cloud of blood mist enveloped the Fiend Demon, effortlessly neutralizing the Ten Thousand Spirits Gu.
"Om Mani Padme Hum!"
Undeterred by the failure of the Ten Thousand Spirits Gu, Chen Guo remained calm and called forth three Yellow Turban Warriors, directing them to assault the Fiend Demon.
"Keep your distance," Chen Guo instructed the others. "Don't get caught up in my fight with the Fiend Demon. Find a way to handle City Lord Dugu. He's not as formidable as the Fiend Demon. The nineteen of you should be able to take him on."
City Lord Dugu was significantly less powerful than the Palace Painting Demon, not to mention the Fiend Demon.
Sending Zhou Tao and the rest to confront City Lord Dugu meant that even if they couldn't beat him, they could at least keep him busy.
"Understood, boss!" Zhou Tao responded, leading the group to steer clear of the battleground and collectively besiege City Lord Dugu.
At this point, Zhou Tao had fully embraced his role as Chen Guo's lieutenant, faithfully executing his commands.
The Fiend Demon let out a derisive laugh, "Your efforts are futile. As long as I live, my father will not perish! Our lives are bound together! Your minions are merely wasting their time!"
Chen Guo's voice was icy as he challenged, "Then why not just kill him and be done with it?"
The Fiend Demon retorted, "You lack the power!"
Chen Guo taunted, "Why not test me and see if I have the power or not?"
With that, words ceased and their battle commenced.
It must be acknowledged that the Fiend Demon was formidable indeed. She exhibited a level of combat prowess far exceeding her actual capabilities.
After all, the Fiend Demon hailed from the pantheon of myth, whereas Chen Guo, though a figure of legend, remained within the mortal coil.
Moreover, the Fiend Blood Cave was the Fiend Demon's stronghold, a place she had fortified over many years. Her strength there seemed boundless, the surrounding blood mist serving as an extension of her power.
Her assault tactics were peculiar and unpredictable. She would meld into the blood mist, emerge unpredictably, cast demonic spells in human form, and even transform into the mist itself in attempts to assail Chen Guo's psyche.
But Chen Guo remained undeterred. He unleashed the Flying Thunder God Art in rapid succession, relentlessly striking at the Fiend Demon's essence with his Kingslayer blade. Her myriad of illusory forms held no sway against Chen Guo's mastery of the Flying Thunder God Art.
The Fiend Demon found herself bombarded by Chen Guo's onslaught, while her own strikes failed to connect. Bolstered by the Flying Thunder God Art, Chen Guo's speed was lightning-fast, eluding the Fiend Demon's grasp.
Chen Guo's repertoire extended beyond the Flying Thunder God Art; all his natural gifts had ascended to Earth Level. He had endowed himself with extraordinary power, speed, agility, and devastating critical hits. His presence became spectral, his every slash a critical blow!
Despite the Fiend Demon's formidable vitality, she could not endure the barrage. She bellowed in frustration, "How can you be so swift? It's not possible!"
Suffering passively, the Fiend Demon's vitality had diminished by a full 20%, compelling her to acknowledge Chen Guo's threat.
Chen Guo proclaimed, "In the realm of martial arts, speed is unrivaled! Now, savor my exsanguination therapy!" As he unleashed the Flying Thunder God Art, his blade relentlessly pierced the Fiend Demon, bleeding it without respite.
The Fiend Demon, overwhelmed, couldn't spare a moment to dispatch the three Yellow Turban Warriors, helplessly enduring the onslaught and seething with frustration.
"Enough!" At its limit, the Fiend Demon roared, "I will show you the true extent of our disparity!"
With those words, it inhaled deeply, transforming into a vast cloud of blood mist, then morphed into an immense blood-red octopus, its myriad tentacles nearly filling half of the Blood Cave. Its countless appendages stretched far and wide, reaching into every corner.
"Mortal, escape is futile, dodge is impossible. My domain extends as far as your eyes can see!" The Fiend Demon thrashed its thousand red tentacles, assaulting Chen Guo from every conceivable angle.
Chen Guo scoffed, "When you hid in human form, killing you was somewhat challenging. But now, as this colossal beast, I don't even have to worry about missing with my spells. You've truly sealed your own fate!"
Rooted to the spot, Chen Guo bit his finger and with his own blood, drew a spell formation on the ground.
"Golden Light Shield!"
This was the Mount Maoshan Dao Arts technique Chen Guo had recently replicated from Roshan. It conjured a protective aura of golden light around the caster, enabling them to cast spells with ease.
The Mount Maoshan Taoists, though skilled in martial arts and formidable in close combat, were fundamentally mages, triumphing over foes with their magic arts. Their martial prowess sufficed against mortals, but against formidable demons, they often found themselves outmatched.
Thus, they relied on magical shields for protection. The Golden Light Shield was among the most renowned defensive spells of the Mount Maoshan Dao Arts.
In an instant, Chen Guo was encased in a radiant golden glow. The Fiend Demon's tentacles lashed out, sparking electricity upon the golden barrier but failing to reach Chen Guo herself.
Otherwise, even if Chen Guo were made of steel, his flesh and bone would struggle to withstand the Fiend Demon's tentacle lashes, which packed the punch of a cannonball.
"Ancestral Master, I invoke your presence!"
Without a moment's hesitation, Chen Guo summoned the Ancestral Master. With the Golden Light Shield's protection fleeting—lasting only a minute—he had to vanquish the Fiend Demon swiftly, necessitating a boost in his magical prowess. Since the Myriad Spirit Gu couldn't diminish the Fiend Demon's strength, he'd call upon the Ancestral Master to amplify his spells!
"Your magic has roused the Ancestral Master, the venerable Mao Ying. Great Mao Ying holds you in high regard and has granted you a sliver of his power—a mere one-thousandth—for temporary use! The potency of your Mount Maoshan Dao Arts will surge by 200%!"
Jackpot!
This time, it wasn't just any Ancestral Master like Daoist Four Eyes who answered the call, but the illustrious Mao Ying, one of the Three Maos True Lords—a bona fide immortal who had beheld the Western Mother Empress herself.
Though it was but a fraction of his power, this boon sent Chen Guo's Mount Maoshan Dao Arts soaring to a staggering 200% increase in might!